I remember before we met

my heart yearned for you

like parched lips

seeking to be quenched

by cool water.

There was a yawning chasm

deep within me.

I thought only you

could fill that space.

So I searched for you

unfortunately

in placed where you weren’t to be found.

 

Instead I met others

masquerading as you

whispering sweet lies

offering empty promises

disguised as vows.

 

Then I opened my eyes

and saw truth.

Soon the day came

when searching ceased.

My battle-scarred heart

surrendered.

She sought the peace

the comfort

the intimacy

the love

that she thought

she’d only find in you

within her sacred Self.

 

Now, energy once devoted to the search

to looking outward

and feeling bereft

is devoted to gazing inward.

 

The gaping chasm is being filled

with endless devotion.

The peace

the comfort

the intimacy

the love

is all here right now

when I gaze inward.

 

I can grasp the hem of His garment.

I can wash His feet with my tears.

I can grab hold of heaven

when I gaze inward.

 

Whenever that someday is now

and I finally meet you.

My heart will recognize you

but I can already see your face

when I gaze inward.

(c) Evelyn Bourne 2011

 

 

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